The charging bull elephant stampeded into the murky water, thrusting his long trunk high into the air.
The sound of splashing ringed in my ears. Blackened water erupted, upsetting the surface and its rival wake, each heaving step pounded in an effortless hustle.
My vision was drawn to the elephant’s emotive eye, its hazy reflection stared back at me, filling my finder.
I watched the backlight silhouette his age showing nothing but moving muscle and wrinkled hide.
His victory song could be heard for miles, the loud trumpeting signifying for his young family to follow.
Witnessing this experience was surely the heart of Africa. A moment I had longed to see.
Photographed in the Kruger National Park, South Africa